#PoeticLicence: people risk their lives in the relentless pursuit of employment

Author and poet Rabbie Serumula. File image.

Author and poet Rabbie Serumula. File image.

Published Jun 25, 2023

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Johannesburg - Finding your way home isn’t always about the perfect picture of a house or a cosy cottage with a white picket fence. It’s not about a place that’s flawless, without a single crack in the walls. No, it’s about something deeper, something that resonates within your soul. Home can be a person, someone who sets your world ablaze with their fiery gaze.

For Xolani Fongo, a South African man whose life had taken an unexpected detour, home was his family. After seven long and agonising months spent bouncing between job scams in South-East Asia, he finally found himself back where he belonged – in Masilo Theunissen, Free State, with his loved ones by his side.

The journey had been no less than a dance, a wild tango with resilience. Xolani twirled past the clutches of despair, tapping his way through the dark moments when human trafficking threatened to swallow him whole. But he refused to let it consume him. He was never afraid to ask for help, determined to find his way back to the ones who meant the world to him.

Many never return. Many never have to go that far across the world to meet their fate. They perish in the pursuit of dreams and a better life.

Many venture far from their humble villages to the allure of the city of gold. They seek opportunities, promising futures, and a chance to break free from the constraints of their circumstances. Yet, in this pursuit, some are lured into the treacherous web of job scams, their hopes shattered, and their lives for ever altered. For many, the journey ends in tragedy, their dreams and aspirations lost in the abyss of exploitation and deceit. Sometimes a dance with the devil might last you for ever. It is a stark reality that haunts the unemployed, a reminder of the dangers that await those who dare to tread the path of false promises and illusory riches. The city that once held the glimmer of hope becomes a graveyard of broken dreams, where the echoes of lost souls serve as a sombre reminder of the price paid for a chance at a better life.

In the intricate dance between naiveté and desperation, one finds the unfortunate reason why people risk their lives in the relentless pursuit of employment. Like two partners intertwined on a fragile tightrope, their steps tread a fine line, teetering precariously between hope and vulnerability. Naiveté, with its innocent trust and belief in the promises of a brighter future, can blind individuals to the lurking dangers that hide beneath the surface. Meanwhile, desperation, driven by the gnawing hunger for stability and survival, pushes them to venture into uncharted territories. In this delicate dance, the allure of opportunity becomes a mesmerising melody, compelling them to take risky leaps into the unknown. It is in this heart-wrenching choreography that lives are lost, dreams are shattered, the fragile balance of life hangs by a thread, and very few of them find their way back home.

The Saturday Star